301 Hospital.
Deep inside the Clinical Medical Research Center, there was a laboratory with an area of more than a hundred square meters. There was a large piece of medical equipment that was about the height of two people and five steps wide.
From the front, this piece of equipment looked similar to a CT machine. The only difference was that there wasn't a simple bed in front of the equipment. Instead, there was a crystal coffin that looked like a space capsule.
This piece of equipment was moved from the cryobiology laboratory at the Jinling Institute for Advanced Study. It was flown to Beijing by air, and it took the researchers at the cryobiology laboratory three days to assemble.
Other than the researchers brought by Professor Liu Zuobing, there was also Academician Zhao Zhongji, who once led an international team of experts to treat Lu Zhou, cancer experts from 301 Hospital, and many hospital staff members.
For the latter, whether it was academician experts or inpatient nurses, even if they had some understanding of cryobiology and cryobiology, they had only read relevant papers in journals.
Because the Jinling Institute for Advanced Study had never disclosed their research progress in this area, they looked at this piece of equipment like it was a monster.
Academician Zhao Zhongji stared at the piece of equipment for a long time. He suddenly sighed and spoke emotionally.
"Cryogenically hibernating patients until they have the conditions to cure diseases … If this thing really is that magical, I'm afraid it will change the entire medical community's understanding of medicine."
For ordinary people, even a few hours of "suspended animation" at low temperatures could buy time for the transfer of treatment. This could save a patient's life from the brink of death.
Not to mention a long period of frozen dormancy.
If the problem couldn't be solved now, then the diagnosis and the patient could be solved in the future.
On the scale of time, every problem had a solution, no matter how impractical it seemed to be right now.
It was like going back to a hundred years ago before the medical community had mastered effective antimicrobial drugs such as penicillin. Who would have thought that in the not-so-distant future, tuberculosis was just a "minor disease" that didn't even require hospitalization?
If a patient who was supposed to die in the 21st century could be sent to the 22nd century, the terminal illness he faced would not even be considered a problem. Perhaps a prescription medicine from a community clinic could cure him.
Lu Zhou looked at the device with a complicated expression. He went silent for a while and said, "Maybe, but this technology wasn't actually prepared for medicine."
Zhao Zhongji looked at Lu Zhou in surprise.
"Then why did you prepare it?"
Lu Zhou: "Interstellar travel on the scale of light years."
Academician Zhao Zhongji wasn't the only one who was dumbfounded. Even the staff of the 301 Hospital, who hadn't spoken, were shocked.
Interstellar travel measured in light years …
Even though the Moon Palace had already conquered the moon, this kind of sci-fi … was too far-fetched for them.
"I realized that aerospace is like a hen that lays golden eggs." After a long time, Academician Zhao Zhongji sighed and said with a smile, "Regardless, I have to thank you on behalf of the patients suffering from incurable diseases."
Lu Zhou shook his head and said, "It's too early to thank me. It's hard to say if this technology is a good thing or not. It's not an exaggeration to say that the ethics of modern society will be impacted. "
One had to admit that this technology wasn't fully ready to be used in the modern world. It hadn't even gone through a complete clinical trial approval process. Instead, it was approved as an aerospace device.
However, everyone had their own selfish motives.
Lu Zhou was no exception.
Academician Zhao Zhongji looked at Lu Zhou's complicated expression and guessed what he was thinking. He paused for a second and spoke in a confident tone.
"I think it's a good thing."
Lu Zhou looked at him and asked, "Why?"
Academician Zhao Zhongji said, "The emergence of controllable fusion technology caused half of the coal mines in China to close down, and at least 100,000 people lost their jobs. Do you regret this?"
"I don't, I talked about this on CCTV." Without any hesitation, Lu Zhou said, "Maybe I did deprive some people of the right to work in the coal mines, but I also gave their next generation the right to live a better life. They have the right to live in a richer society and a clearer sky.
"Those who blame me, who blame me for wiping out these jobs, are just people with a vested interest in enslaving the poor people who live at the bottom for generations to come. However, they were clearly born in the wrong place. This is China. In the face of the common interests of all the people, their complaints are not worth mentioning at all. "
"Since you understand this, what else is there to worry about?" Academician Zhao Zhongji smiled and patted Lu Zhou's arm. He said, "Have more confidence in people like us. Our society will naturally adapt to these new and strange things. You gave those who should have died a chance to start a new life. I think whether it is the people who were sent to the future or their families, they will definitely thank you. "
"… Maybe."
Lu Zhou didn't really want to talk about this issue, but Academician Zhao Zhongji's words reduced his concerns to a certain extent.
Actually, from another perspective, for non-immigrant countries, according to the current population growth trend, the aging of the population was almost inevitable.
Maybe those patients who could only stay in the modern world and consume precious social resources would be able to contribute to the future society after receiving "modern" treatment and re-education in the distant future?
Maybe he was thinking too much from the beginning.
Since time could solve all problems, then the matter he was worried about might not even be a problem.
Lu Zhou looked at Professor Liu Zuobing, who was standing next to him. He took a deep breath and spoke in a calm voice.
"How long will the preparation work take?"
Professor Liu Zuobing was from the People's Liberation Army General Hospital. Whether it was his words or behavior, he had the temperament of a soldier.
Faced with Lu Zhou's question, he nodded with a serious expression and spoke in a strict manner.
"The equipment has actually been assembled, and the X-0172 bacteria sample has also been sent here from the sample warehouse in Jinling. If you want, you can do it now."
"How long will it take to complete the entire freezing process?"
"Thirty minutes."
Lu Zhou went silent for a while.
"Start preparing."
"Just give me twenty minutes."
Professor Liu Zuobing nodded and spoke.
"No problem."
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